Ziegfield’s Follies came to town, P. T. Barnum and his clowns
Entertainment level’s down to stupid at its worst.
Whistler paints his mother gray, Leaves of Grass is here to stay
Papers--what more can we say than William Randolph Hearst.
Cycling though the countryside, racing horses take their stride
Literature’s scope is as wide as Pulitzer to Harte.
Barton founds the Cross of Red, Victorian age is as good as dead,
Dreiser, Twain, Smoking, Crane, covering up the problems.
We didn’t paint it gilded- The social conscience waning back to entertaining. We didn’t paint in gilded- The inconvenient mission is for the politicians.
Brown and Jackson took us back, to leaders like Captain Jack,
White man calls the Kettle Black and nothing is the same.
Killed Natives worse than the Confederates,
our rightful land--they have not fled it,
Sign a treaty and then you shred it, White Man’s not to blame!
Custer, Carson, Chivington, start to kill the savage men,
Crazy Horse could never win for Custer had the guns.
Wounded Knee, Geronimo, Little Bighorn, Little Crow
What’s the White Man have to gain by spilling red blood through the Plains?
We didn’t paint it gilded-- it’s just the needless killings, Since the land was filling--we didn’t paint it gilded We didn’t form our nation for a reservation.
Spend your life laying rails,
Stanford missed the golden nail,
The ICC controls the sales, we’ll rob them anyhow.
Coolies work to death--at least
Stanford and Hopkins have a feast,
Slaves are freed back in the east,
But Dodge controls them now.
Huntington, Central Pac, Promintory, broken backs,
Scandal with Mobilier, Nouveau riche don’t want to pay!
There is anger on the Plains, immigration clogs our veins,
Labor unions, Eugene V. Debs, Pullman Strike, let’s bust some heads!
Grant’s corrupt--what else is new, doesn’t anyone have a Presidential view?
Teddy R and San Juan Hill, imperialism is such a thrill,
Turner’s thesis closed it down, Chisolm Trail and cattle towns.
We didn’t paint it gilded--we just connect the country with a metal boundary, We didn’t paint it gilded--we’ve found the new horizon and sacrificed the bison, We didn’t paint it gilded--we moved from Carolina and got our slaves from China, We didn't paint it gilded--the long and short are haulin’, can’t you hear the callin’ of the new beginning, that the rich are winnin’, with the legal scandals and the government vandals, We didn’t paint it gilded--that old Boss Tweed was nothing to this kind of bluffing, We didn’t paint it gilded------
Ziegfield’s Follies came to town, P. T. Barnum and his clowns
Entertainment level’s down to stupid at its worst.
Whistler paints his mother gray, Leaves of Grass is here to stay
Papers--what more can we say than William Randolph Hearst.
Cycling though the countryside, racing horses take their stride
Literature’s scope is as wide as Pulitzer to Harte.
Barton founds the Cross of Red, Victorian age is as good as dead,
Dreiser, Twain, Smoking, Crane, covering up the problems.
We didn’t paint it gilded-
The social conscience waning back to entertaining.
We didn’t paint in gilded-
The inconvenient mission is for the politicians.
Brown and Jackson took us back, to leaders like Captain Jack,
White man calls the Kettle Black and nothing is the same.
Killed Natives worse than the Confederates,
our rightful land--they have not fled it,
Sign a treaty and then you shred it, White Man’s not to blame!
Custer, Carson, Chivington, start to kill the savage men,
Crazy Horse could never win for Custer had the guns.
Wounded Knee, Geronimo, Little Bighorn, Little Crow
What’s the White Man have to gain by spilling red blood through the Plains?
We didn’t paint it gilded-- it’s just the needless killings,
Since the land was filling--we didn’t paint it gilded
We didn’t form our nation for a reservation.
Spend your life laying rails,
Stanford missed the golden nail,
The ICC controls the sales, we’ll rob them anyhow.
Coolies work to death--at least
Stanford and Hopkins have a feast,
Slaves are freed back in the east,
But Dodge controls them now.
Huntington, Central Pac, Promintory, broken backs,
Scandal with Mobilier, Nouveau riche don’t want to pay!
There is anger on the Plains, immigration clogs our veins,
Labor unions, Eugene V. Debs, Pullman Strike, let’s bust some heads!
Grant’s corrupt--what else is new, doesn’t anyone have a Presidential view?
Teddy R and San Juan Hill, imperialism is such a thrill,
Turner’s thesis closed it down, Chisolm Trail and cattle towns.
We didn’t paint it gilded--we just connect the country with a metal boundary,
We didn’t paint it gilded--we’ve found the new horizon and sacrificed the bison,
We didn’t paint it gilded--we moved from Carolina and got our slaves from China,
We didn't paint it gilded--the long and short are haulin’, can’t you hear the callin’ of the new beginning, that the rich are winnin’, with the legal scandals and the government vandals,
We didn’t paint it gilded--that old Boss Tweed was nothing to this kind of bluffing,
We didn’t paint it gilded------
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